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Senior Year May Showers
The old saying goes, May Showers bring June Flowers, And I scoff. The Showers definitely come, But not from the clouds. Rather, the rain originates From the corners of my eyes. And the world becomes blurrier Than the mess inside my mind. The feeling of having so much to do, And having so little time to do it Conflict with each other. The two viciously swirl around And a tornado ensues. Decisions on top of decisions Needing to be made, Priorities becoming useless, Any mentioning of the future-- And the thunder hits Louder than ever. People say one’s last year of school Is one of sunshine and rainbows. Deception, oh HOW they deceived me. Expectations of bright blue-skies Are shattered with mighty storms. You say these May Showers Promise to bring June Flowers-- The thought sprouts a little ray of hope That the storms will end. I suppose we shall see what blooms
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Book: Shattered Sighs